The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1007

He was decked out in a high-end black suit, oozing an air of elegance. He stopped at the door, his deep gaze cooling sweeping over everyone in the room, finally landing on Casey who was nearest to him.

His gaze was icy and deep, like frost on a winter’s morning, causing Casey to startle, almost losing his footing.

Someone casually strolled past him, and when Casey looked again, it was just the nobody from before.

“Mr. Harper, what brings you here?”

Nate closed the door behind him, whispering something to Damon who then gave a nod of approval.

“You’re Miles?”

“Yes.” Miles responded confidently, glancing towards the dressing room and whispered, “Ms. Summers is trying on dresses in there.”

With a nonchalant “Hmm”, Damon started heading towards the dressing room.

Casey was left staring at Damon’s retreating figure, his powerful aura sending chills down his spine.

Who was this guy? Why was his aura so strong?

“Casey, quit daydreaming and come help Beverly with her styling.”

“Oh… right.”

The thought of interacting with Jacob filled him with excitement.

Chloe pushed the door of the dressing room open only to find Damon’s familiar figure standing there.

“What are you…”

her. The red and champagne colors of her dress made her stand out, elegant

breathtaking. Every time he saw her, he was taken aback by her beauty. His gazes were intense yet shone brightly, as he slowly closed the distance and pulled her into his

still managed to outshine everyone else when standing next

his demeanor noble, yet in front of Chloe, he showed a tender and doting side that left people’s

in his arms. The seemingly strong woman now appeared delicate. Together, they painted a

left with a shocked expression on her face. She had been cautious in her service to Chloe, trying to make everything perfect, not

engaged but she had no idea who her fiance was. During her low-profile stay in P City, everyone who knew her was guessing the identity of her fiance, but no one

was this

nouveau riche or an ordinary man. Marrying Chloe would save them

powerful and capable

company. Who dared to

seem like someone who relied on a woman to rise to the

red, “I

keep you

seem as if they were immersed in his

pick a suit, okay?”

up at his suit,

look

“So do

onlookers

end, Chloe picked out a pure w hite suit for him. When Damon entered the dressing room, everyone gathered around the door, eyes glued to the closed door of

clasped together, also anticipating

was used to seeing him in black suits, always exuding such a stable and mature demeanor. When he was in a bad mood, the all-black outfit only

him wearing a wh ite shirt, and he still looked handsome enough to make one’s heart

lips pressed together tightly, her hands clasped in

seemed to drag

Chloe picked out for Mr. Harper. To be honest, having been by Mr. Harper’s